I went to a wedding last weekend. I think it’s the first wedding I’ve attended since Mark’s wedding in 2007. (a quick blog search shows that Alan and I actually went to a co-workers wedding in 2009 as well, where we look like babies!)

Anyway, the music teacher at DBS got married last weekend. She is an awesome lady and we have become good friends over the years. She invited a few people from the district to attend her wedding in the beautiful White Mountains of New Hampshire. Despite the super rainy season we’ve had, her wedding day was clear and sunny and perfect!

I was going to stay over night at the fancy hotel, but when I found out it was a two-night minimum and would cost nearly a thousand dollars, I took up a friends offer to carpool instead! I’m glad I did. We had a nice drive up and back and it was nice to show up with a friend.

It was beautiful and black-tie formal and a lovely evening. It was also, I realized, the first time I have attended a fancy event as a single person. It was fine, but weird. She put all of us district people at the same table, which was a table of nine, with everyone else being married. It was weird not having a partner to turn t, or dance with, or hold out an arm when I was walking heels. Again, all fine, but different. Fortunately I had a few good friends there (all co-workers I’ll no longer be working with 😞) and we all had a lovely evening.